Mrs. Lola spotted them just as they were sneaking away from the party.
"Where is he going?" she murmured under her breath.
Her niece, Elena, looked up for the first time since her sadness over Bruno.
"I will be right back," Mrs. Lola said and wove through the throngs of people, catching up to them just before they reached the door.
"Bruno! Wait a second!" she called, slightly breathless.
Bruno paused and cursed to himself; he knew she would do this.
"My God, the party's not over yet! Everyone's still here, and they're dying to spend more time with you!" Mrs. Lola said.
Bruno turned to her with a polite expression. He knew Lola had put her heart into organizing this event, and he appreciated her, but he also needed a moment with Beauty.
"I know, Lola," he replied, his voice steady but kind. "It's been a fantastic night, really. But I just need some quiet time with Beauty now. I'm sure you understand."
Mrs. Lola glanced from him to Beauty, whose cheeks were burning. Her gaze shifted downward and noticed a bulge. She stifled a laugh but quickly controlled herself.
She looked up and nodded slowly.
"All right, Bruno," she said softly. "I understand."
Beauty squeezed Bruno's arm, giving Lola a soft smile.
"Thanks for everything, Mrs. Lola. You've been wonderful," she said sincerely.
"Honey, I saw what you did back there. You made my niece cry. I am proud of you."
She whispered with a wink.
Beauty giggled awkwardly, unsure if she meant it. "Really?"
"Well, I have always rooted for you two. Now I'll take care of the guests. You two should have fun... take the back door; the fans won't let you leave from this side."
Beauty and Bruno exchanged glances, then nodded.
"We appreciate it, Lola. Gracias," Bruno replied with a smile.
Lola nodded and walked back to her niece, who was watching them from a distance.
"All right, everyone!" She took the microphone and announced, drawing the fans' attention to the stage. "Bruno had to step out, but he wanted me to thank every single one of you for being here tonight. You've made this night incredible for him!"
Fans murmured and glanced around, hoping for a picture with him before he left, some looking disappointed as they realized Bruno was no longer in sight. Those who saw them leave had no idea they were leaving for real!
What a miss!
"I know... I know you're disappointed, but he had a tight schedule and still made it here. That shows he loves his Puerto Rican fans, right? You have your items signed by him, right? So let's not be sad. Let's party!"
A few people cheered in response.
"By the way, we have another surprise in the building. Welcome, DJ Luian!"
The crowd went wild as the announcement for the popular DJ distracted them from their disappointment.
"Let's keep this party going!" the popular DJ said, grinning at the crowd. "Who's ready for some fun?"
Lola kept an eye on the back door, seeing Bruno and Beauty slip quietly through a side exit, unnoticed by the crowd.
She smirked to herself.
"Well, Elena is going to lose her mind. Poor thing."
Bruno and Beauty stepped out through a discreet side exit, where a car waited, engine idling.
A driver assigned by Lola waved at them.
Bruno nodded, still holding Beauty as they approached the car.
The driver opened the door, and they were about to slide into the back seat when they heard someone shout Beauty's name.
"Oh my gosh, it's Jessie," she whispered.
She had seen them leaving and followed them, some fans followed her too. Opening the door and going will be a hindrance, the fans will stop Bruno from leaving.
"Are you going back to her?" Bruno asked, worried.
"Hell no... I'm sticking with you," she replied huskily, biting her lip.
Bruno kissed her.
"I just booked a presidential suite for tonight."
Beauty kissed him.
"Hold on. Let me get rid of her first."
She said jokily.
As the driver engaged the engine, and the car started moving.
She put her head out of the window. Jessie was standing there.
"Where the hell are you going?" she mouthed silently.
Beauty made the "I'll call you" hand sign from the window then with a tongue out.
"That horny bitch," Jessie muttered and took out her phone, typing a text and Beauty could tell it was for her.
A message arrived on her phone shortly, and she read it.
"Don't get pregnant! And don't forget the details—I need to hear all about it."
Beauty shook her head and smiled.
Bruno wondered what the message said, but decided it wasn't important, probably girl's joke.
He cupped her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek as he looked down at her, his gaze full of adoration.
"What now? Can you wait? We're in the car," she whispered seductively.
She put the phone down, focusing on him—who wouldn't! Look at that face!
"You know, you make it hard for me to keep my cool," Bruno murmured back, his voice husky, revealing the intensity of his desire. With a shaft that tight, his baritone that was suddenly deeper was understandable.
Beauty felt her cheeks flush at his words.
She slowly lowered her hand to his thigh, and Bruno's eyes followed her hand, a hiss escaping him as she touched his bulge.
"You're not exactly making it easy on me either," she whispered back, her fingers tracing along the hardness of his shaft.